Poetic, thought the primary care doc, when our patient’s mother was able to grant his birthday wish to see the ocean “one last time.” Samuel’s last several months had been confined to the hospital or a rehab center.
it's official!
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The Publishers Marketplace announcement of my book deal with Amistad (a division of HarperCollins Publishers):
So now I gotta write a book. I will do my best to keep posting regularly (but the promise for a weekly post has just expired).
resolution
2015 is shaping up to be an even busier year than 2014. In order to be successful, I can’t waste time in my usual “process” as my husband Robert calls the self-flagellating, anxiety-ridden sometimes week-long trudge I go through every time I’m working on a creative writing piece or a research paper or putting together a talk.
the hardest
Funny, when asked why they became doctor, most would probably say something along the lines of “to help people.” But the implied ending is “get better.” I would be surprised to learn that anyone became a doctor “to give bad news” or “to help people die.” Yet I find this is much of what I do in my clinical practice as a nephrologist taking care of patients with chronic kidney disease and end-stage kidney disease.